I sit in the wilderness
Watching each shade shrouding me
With your periwinkled love
I absorb your storms with serenity
The deluge within me is immeasurable
Welcome to my abode
A cauldron of fire and ash
Flaunting flames of tranquil passion
Tread carefully or you may be charred
By timeless tales of disdain
You would also find emotions here
Floating in the sea of solitude
They may break out of embankments
But the fall would be cushioned
By the spectrum of perceptions.
© Balroop Singh
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